10/13/2017 2:28:43 PM
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I had been struggling with some medical issues and later it was discovered that I had a benign brain tumor. However, during the times when I was feeling unwell, I found solace in writing poetry and lyrics.
I have no musical knowledge or a singing voice but I could craft words and entered an industry where songs are sold by the artist who sings them not the person who strung the words together.
In the hours after my tumor was removed, I resorted to dealing with my recovery in the way, I dealt with my troubles. As I reflect on the time immediately following my surgery I recall that one of the doctors came to see me in recovery.
As I laid there with my eyes closed, He said, "Ruth, can you follow my fingers."
I responded, "I don't want to follow your fingers." He then said, I would feel terrible if we blinded you during that surgery. I opened my eyes and keeping them fixed on his face, also watched as he moved his fingers from side to side.
At my post surgery visit, I told him that I couldn't find my sweet spot. Most people knew me as a laid back fun person but I was aware that I had became this burned out dry person, not that I wanted to be, but I feel that I am on the mend and that I can be the person I once was.